The Devil Went Down to Georgia

The Devil went down to Georgia
 He was lookin' for a soul to steal
 He was in a bind the way behind
 And willing to make a deal
 When he came across this young man
 Pickin' a guitar and playin' it hot
 The Devil jumped up on a hickory stump
 And said, "Boy, let me tell you what"
 Well I guess you didn't know it
 But I'm a guitar player, too
 And if you'd care to take this dare
 I'll make a bet with you
 Now you're a pretty damn good strummer
 Boy, but give the Devil his due
 I'll bet a guitar of gold against your soul
 Who says I'm better than you
 But the boy said
 My name's Johnny, and it might be a sin
 But I'll take your bet
 You're gonna regret, I'm the best there's ever been
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 The Devil opened up his case
 And he said, "I'll start this show"
 And fire flew from his fingertips
 As he tuned his axe down low
 And he pulled that pick
 Across the strings and it made an evil hiss
 Then a band of demons all joined in
 And it sounded just like this
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 When the Devil finished, Johnny said
 Well you're pretty good, old son
 Well sit your old ass in that chair right
 There, let me show you how the fuck it's done
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 The Devil bowed his head
 Because he knew that he'd been beat
 And he laid that gold guitar down
 On the ground at Johnny's feet
 And Johnny said, "Devil, just come on back"
 If you ever wanna try again
 I done told you once
 You son of a bitch, I'm the best that's ever been